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Chapter 6
Zoey's POV
That night I dreamed. I dreamed I was ten years old again and we were still attending Yancy Academy.
It was my birthday and I had just turned ten. Zach had turned twelve last week and Austin was already ten. They were throwing a small party for me in our dorm. Austin's dorm wasn't far from ours. It was just down the hall, and Zach and I had shared because we were brother and sister.
I had just opened the present Austin had given me, which was a trident necklace, and had placed it around my neck. I reached for bag Zach had his gift stowed away in. I opened it up, and squealed with delight. It was an old camera that printed out the photos as soon as they were taken. "Thank you so much." I said hugging his neck. There was one more present left to open from my grandfather and father. I tore off the wrapping paper and inside laid a journal and a photo album. "Thank you." I said smiling up at the ceiling. To any person walking in at that moment it would have looked strange, but I knew that my father and grandfather could hear me.
I opened the journal and on the first page Grandfather had left a small note.
Happy Birthday Zoey! I hope your enjoying your special day your father says hello and Happy Birthday as well.
Love your father Percy and grandfather Poseidon
We spent the rest of the night playing games and taking pictures with my camera. It was one of the happiest nights of my life.
After Austin went back into his dorm Zach helped me put the photos in the album then he went to bed. I crawled into mine and got out my journal from under my pillow. I wrote and wrote until I fell asleep. The next thing I new I was forced out of my dreams by a nightmare.
I climbed out of bed, and went to Zach's room to see if he was awake. His door had been left open a crack and I peeked in. above his head an owl floated spreading light into the room until it faded. I almost went inside, but then noticed Zach sitting up staring at the spot it had hovered in. I realized what had happened and quickly checked above my head for the same symbol. My hear fell when I saw nothing was there.
I went back to bed, and had trouble falling asleep. When I awoke the next morning Zach was gone.
Then I was twelve years old. I hadn't gone home for the summer so I always looked forward to when all the students came back. I waited and waited, but Austin never came. It was the third day of school before I finally had the courage to ask Austin's dorm mate where he was. The boy said that Austin had gone to this year round school camp thing.
The minute he said it I knew he was talking about Camp Half-Blood. That night I packed up my few belongings and left without a word to anyone. There was nothing left for me at Yancey Academy. I had already lost my best friend and my brother, and I had sworn that I wasn't going back to that stupid camp ever again.
My dream moved again and I was a little girl of seven. I was sitting on the beach wishing I could leave. I had been teased mercilessly, and Leah Monroe had told me I was ugly. She had said that was why no one had said anything because they had all agreed.
I heard someone come up behind me and sit down on the sand. "If you're here to make fun of me then go ahead. It's not like it will make a difference."
"I'm sorry I didn't stick up for you." A boy my age said.
I looked up at him, "Really?" I asked. He nodded, "What cabin are you from?"
"Apollo." He said, "What cabin are you from?"
"Poseidon. He's my grandfather. I don't know who my mom is." I said looking into his blue eyes.
"I don't know my mom either." He said looking away.
We sat there quietly for a while, "Do you even like it here?" I asked him.
"Sometimes." He said, "Do you?"
"Not really," I answered truthfully, "Sometimes I feel so trapped here." I told him. Austin was the only thing that had kept me sane during those long summer months.
Then my dream switched again and I was watching my father die all over again.
I awoke startled. I went to rub my eyes, and when I touched my face it was wet with my tears. My nightmares hadn't been that bad in months. I couldn't stand it anymore. As soon as I dried my tears I made a split decision. I was going to find my brother.
I dug a drachma out of my sock drawer, and went to the fountain in the park still dressed in my pajamas, and tossed my drachma into the soft rainbow that had been created by the spray. "Oh goddess please accept my offering." The rainbow shimmered, "Zach Jackson, my brother. I'm not sure where he is, can you find him?" I prayed that Iris would be able to find him. I needed my brother to tell me everything would be alright, and that he loved me, and would come find me again after all these years. The rainbow shimmered again and a small office filled the screen.
My brother was sitting behind a desk talking to another demigod. "Just go, this meeting is over." My brother said and the demigod stood to leave.
"Zach!" I called as he turned to his computer screen.
"What is it now Phil?" he said in an agitated voice, "Can't you see that I'm busy?"
"I'm not Phil, it's me. Your sister, Zoey." I said.
Zach turned to face me, "Is this some sort of sick joke?" he yelled at the screen, "My sister is dead!"
"No, Zach. I'm not I promise! You've obviously been deceived."
"Clearly you haven't gotten the message, my sister is dead. I don't have time for jokesters like you once I find out who you are you will be fired!"
"No, I'm not! Please just listen! I miss you Zach, I need you right now. I need my big brother! Things are starting to happen out there. Our father died, and now…now," I couldn't finish my sentence.
"My father is alive, my sister is dead, and I don't need anyone trying to remind my why I'm here. Now if you don't have real reason for interrupting my work then goodbye."
"Wait Zach, don't!" the screen went blank, and I went back home with a heavier heart than which I had come. Something wasn't right. My brother had been brainwashed. I just knew it, but by whom I could only guess, and my guess had something to do with a mother who hates me. I sighed it seems that I may have to have a little chat with my mother.
Just know I'm only updating because the last chapter was short. I really want just one review for this story. Is that to much to ask? Oh well, until next time! ~chocoyum4~
